It is hard to find peace! |
APOCALYPSE Tonight, I have no shelter To protect myself from the cold And from the dread of the dark. So I rest against the trunk of this tree. Tonight, I have no light To enlighten my darkened world, So I will to go by the gleam Of the twinkling stars. Tonight I have no quilt To keep myself warm and Shield myself from the cold So I accept to shiver away the night. To night I have lost my home That used to fill my heart With the feeling of being blessed So I accept to pass away the night Beneath the immense open sky. Tonight I have none of my close ones beside me And no one left in whom to confide So I try to bring myself to learn To kill away life alone. Tonight I have no four walls and roof To save myself from the icy deluge So I accept to freeze away Without any refuge Tonight I have nothing Save the ravages of war So I am compelled to heave this burden Till the remote end Tonight I have no messiah To relieve me of my soul-deep wounds So I accept to bear this endless pain. Tonight God I pray to thee To save the generation that is yet to come From the horrors of war and make them free Shower them with the rain of your mercy And fill their world with the wealth of tranquility |